Blocked

For a couple of weeks, my texts weren't getting through to Evan. I would receive error messages. Finally, I asked to look at his phone and found that he had blocked my number.

Not that bad

I'm wearing an old yellow sweatshirt that was Blair's, until handed down to me, until handed down to Parker, until left for my dad to use. My sister-in-law asked if goodwill refused to take it (like Maria in the Sound of Music). 

An hour later, Evan asks me if I am going to go painting. 

It's not that bad!